Spoken: (The Hail Mary)



No virgin me for I have sinned

I sold my soul for sex and gin

Go call a priest all meek and mild

And tell him, 'Mary no more a child'

It's raining stones, it's raining bile

From the luxury of your denial

So I don't deny, I don't make do

I'll press alarms, place bets on truth



I'm so up and down

And I love what's not allowed

I was lost, now I see

And now I’m growing old disgracefully

Whatever happened to Mary

Whatever happened to Mary

Whatever happened to Mary

Whatever happened to Mary

Whatever happened to



I'll spit on floors and do more drugs

Burn every bill, get drunk on love

Wear next to nothing in the pouring rain

Be a bad example and do it all again

I'll be un-careful, I’ll cause such scenes

And I’ll never talk of used-to-be's

Tattoo my face, I won't go gray

Be a dancing queen, I’m growing old disgracefully



I'm so up and down

And I love what's not allowed

I was lost, now I see

And now I’m growing old disgracefully

Whatever happened to Mary

Whatever happened to Mary

Whatever happened to Mary

Whatever happened to Mary

Whatever happened to



Mary, Mary, Mary quite contrary

Mary, Mary, Mary quite contrary

Mary, Mary, Mary quite contrary

Mary, Mary, Mary quite contrary



Spoken in reverse: (The Hail Mary)






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